As suspected Master did have much worse installed for me. He told me to be ready at 8 pm and to be at his house kneeling on the front step wearing the tightest shortest dress I owned. Master bought all my clothes and told me every day what to wear even if I wasn't seeing him. I have lost a fair few jobs from the outrageous clothes he's had me wear but that's a small price to pay for Master and he always finds me another job so I'm very grateful.
I chose the white one as it's slightly see through and shows my nipples perfectly, it barely covers my ass and if I pull it lower my breasts pop out so it's a no win situation. I put on my spikey black heels as directed and nothing else. Master had a taxi pick me up and also gave me the instructions to 'be nice to the taxi driver' I knew what he meant.
I always think Master may be nice and send over a good looking taxi driver but he never has. I hear the horn beep to tell me the taxi is outside my flat, Master won't let me use the lift as he wants to make sure as many people as possible can see me, I'm sure he has camera's around my flat, I once was late and took the lift, my ass paid the price with 10 lashes from his cane.
I walk as quickly as my 6 inch heels will allow me while secretly hoping someone will see me but also praying no one will reach the front door and take a deep breath.
Confidently walk to the taxi as Master tells me I must walk proudly and ensure my posture is correct. I can already sense the taxi driver is not young and not good looking. I reach for the back door handle and hear 'Oh no sweat heart you're up front with me' I try not to show my disgust and smile sweetly like I know Master would want me to and take the slow walk around to the passenger side. I slide in as best I could but realize my dress has lifted up and my ass cheeks are on display, I quickly pull it down only to show my breasts.
"So he wasn't wrong, was he. The guy that booked me, he said you were a slutty tart and would try and tease me, he also said not to take any nonsense from you."
I turned and smiled and faced him for the first time, I hope my wide eyes in shock didn't get his attention, I'm sure he was too busy looking at my hard nipples poking out over my dress.
He was bald albeit a few wisps of hair and possibly only 4 teeth in his whole mouth, 3 day old stubble which looked like it had week's worth of food in and such bad breath. I said good evening and asked how his day was. The reply I got was "I'm not here to make chit chat, now get your mouth around my cock and suck it like the good little slut you are. Oh and don't think we're going the quick way to your Master, he's paying me extra to go the detour route" Why was I not surprised, but hearing him talk about my Master made me happy and I will do anything to please master.
He didn't need to say anymore I obediently bent over as best I could while conscious of my terribly short dress, I saw that his rancid dick was already out. Mass of pubic hair that I could smell from my seat, I tried to take a big breath but he had his hand on the back of my head before I could and forced my head to his lap. My face cushioned by his pubic hair before his tiny dick. At least it matched his personality, horrible, undeserving and characterless. Still I knew Master would hear all about it and I wanted to show him what i good girl I was, so I went to work on his cock.